June 23rd, 2006 Hurricane, Utah The living room was quiet save for the soft rustle of paper and the occasional metallic click of Goldi shifting on the couch beside me. She sat with her legs tucked neatly under her frame, posture impeccable as always. Her softly glowing eyes flicked from one do...
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